In April, Brad and I are going to a Pistons game and spending the night in Detroit to celebrate his birthday. And maybe a little bit to celebrate the fact that we’ll have been together three years then. The other night I thought to myself, “Damn, I don’t have any Pistons garb to wear to the game. I’m going to look so ordinary, I wish I at least had a t-shirt or something.” I didn’t say that out loud, just thought it to myself.
Yesterday was Valentine’s Day, a day which Brad and I usually acknowledge with little flair. Maybe a cute note or flirty text messages. So when I got home from work, I was completely surprised to see this draped across the back of the couch, waiting for me:
Obviously I tried it on immediately. Not only did he surprise me with a gift, but he read my mind! How did he do that? Plus, he got me number 36 because, listen to this, you’re gonna die: 36 is the jersey number of Rasheed Wallace who I happen to have a little crush on, AND 36 is the number of months we’ll have been together when we go to the game. Yeah, I didn’t even think of that. Brad did.
I’m not even a big Pistons fan, since I’m not a big sports fan at all. But having this jersey to wear next month makes me very happy. And once again, Brad kicked my ass in gift-giving. My Valentine’s gift to him?
A cheesy LOVE garland from the dollar spot at Target that I tied around his computer chair for him to find in the morning. I suck at love.
To finish up a suprisingly eventful Valentine’s day, we went to dinner with Robin and pretended to be a polygamist trio out for a Valentine’s day date. It was hot.
You don’t suck at love. Love isn’t in the gift giving. It’s in the little day-to-day making life more bearable.
Don’t be so hard on yourself! The Mr got me a dark chocolate bar, a new travel coffee mug (since I broke my last one) and a book from my amazon wish list. All unexpected.
I got him… NOTHING.
Oh well!
That’s awesome! I was totally reminiscing throughout your story about the Tigers game I went to this summer. I wished I had had a jersey or something too! That’s totally awesome!
I think your gift to him was awesome too. You thought of him and that is what is important.
Congrats on the upcoming 36 months!
The Love garland was a very nice surprise, hon. And just the thought of putting it somewhere where I’d stumble upon it was cool. I didn’t expect anything and this was a pleasant surprise. You did great.
Hey, by the way, nice cut. More layers this time??
Awww, very sweet all around! And I, too, dig the cut! Very cute!
seriously, that brad and william are on par with the gift-giving . william regularly kicks my ass with gifts, despite my best efforts. i did think your little love sign was darling though.
The the thing with the 36! That is very precious.
High five at Brad for super thoughtful gifts! And I get to see Doahleigh! Way cool!
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